Waist . My Life is Unstable. My Future is Blurred . My goals are meaningless. It's a hell of a start for a girl who's only nineteen, isn't it? But it's my reality, and I have to exist in it. The only thing that makes me get up in the morning that I need more than the next breath is the ocean. I can trust him, I can share a secret, cry or laugh. I truly believed we were friends until he made me pull out of his raging waves a stunningly handsome but ungrateful man. Hunter . Controlled by . Stable. Insensible . Three simple words that can exactly describe me . I kept my life on my palms, slowly following a forward-looking plan. In a moment, everything changed.... Addiction nearly destroyed me, and when I woke up, I was greeted by the hysterical but lively laughter of the red siren. I've heard of sirens, they're designed to lure sailors and kill, but even that knowledge wasn't a reason to stay away from it.